While the four remaining members of the Fierce God Team were still lost in shock over their captain's death, unable to recover their wits,
Xiao Qing quickly flashed Tang San a signal, indicating that he should hand out the Zhuge Crossbows. Tang San received the signal and immediately got to work.
He raised a hand and took seven Zhuge Crossbows out of the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges.
Tang San didn't walk over to hand them out one by one. Instead, he released his Blue Silver Grass and used Bind to wrap around each Zhuge Crossbow, delivering them in turn to Ma Hongjun, Oscar, Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing.
He kept one for himself as well, quickly raising it in his hands and taking aim at his target.
Ma Hongjun took the Zhuge Crossbow. His fingers trembled slightly as they touched its cold metal body.
He swallowed, his throat bobbing.
He looked at the vicious enemies across from him, then lowered his eyes to the crossbow in his hands. Taking a deep breath, he raised it with trembling hands and aimed at the opponent who had just been fighting him.
He pulled the trigger.
Whoosh!
The bolt's departure was short and shrill. In the blink of an eye, it pierced the man's body.
The man looked down at the dozen bloody holes that had suddenly appeared in his chest, confusion still on his face. He swayed, then fell straight to the ground.
The bloodstained bolts clattered to the ground with a crisp ring.
Blood slowly flowed out from beneath the man, spreading all the way to Ma Hongjun's feet.
Ma Hongjun stared down at the bright red liquid as it crept toward the tips of his shoes. He stood rooted to the spot, as if frozen.
He held